Sensual Inclination

A/N: Thank you all those who supported my first chapter, it gave me a burst of motivation! Unfortunately however, I couldn't update for quite a long time, so please pardon me!

Summary: As a task set by Reborn, Tsuna and his 6 guardians must live under one roof and support themselves without relating to the mafia. Though, living with crazed pervs isn't an easy task. 4YL/all27/eventual A!Reborn.

Warning: OOC-ness here and there. Yaoi (or BL if you would like to call it). Rated T for cussing throughout the fic and very light guy on guy interaction in this chapter. un-beta'd...BE WARNED!

Chapter II: Tsuna the housewife

Recap:

They told themselves it was just the weather that made their cheeks rise pink with heat.

"You can stay over for dinner if you want!" the brunet said, before excusing himself to the bathroom. Hayato and Takeshi accepted the offer, Ryohei declined saying that Kyoko was waiting for him at home and as expected, Mukuro and Hibari declined and left.

However, before anyone moved, they all exchanged 'certain' looks. Two of them glaring instead. The atmosphere would've turned tense if it wasn't for Tsuna who had come back from his quick trip to the loo. Reborn, who was secretly looking at them from the kitchen, pulled his fedora down, letting a deep smirk play on his lips.

Let the fun begin.

EoR.

"S-so Takeshi's the only one besides me who knows how to cook?"

The majority of the occupants in the room nodded vigorously, adding in their trademark 'feature' that made them different from one another. Tsuna sighed at their response, hanging his head with a small sigh. Pouting slightly, he remembered what Reborn had told him earlier.

"This is the perfect chance to hone your home-making skills."

Of course, when he was told this earlier in the day, he had absolutely no idea what that was supposed to mean ― after all, he was still 'no-good Tsuna' iｆ you took away his 'cuteness'.

"I'm so sorry tenth, I shall learn how to cook and clean to the best of my abilities!" said Hayato, leaping to the floor almost instantly in a comical manner as he bowed down in respect to his boss - in respect as in almost making his forehead bleed.

"Sorry if we're going to be a nuisance, haha." Takeshi added in, laughing.

Tsuna blanched. He hadn't intended to make him, or rather, his friends like this at all. "Ah, don't do that!" said Tsuna in a clear worried tone, as he got off the sofa to pull his storm guardian up to break any further contact from forehead to floor. "Look, you've already hurt yourself." the brunet continued, brushing the others' silver bangs away.

It was moment's like these that Tsuna would completely forget about everything else and just concentrate on whatever his eyes was set on.

"A-ah, sorry-" he said, standing up abruptly. "I wonder where the first aid kit is..." standing up after that said, Tsuna scanned the room and walked around - checking every single draw and cupboard for a first aid kit.

On the other hand, Hayato, as well as the others, felt like they were in a trance as they watched their small boss move around the room. Lambo, who was honestly too young to understand what was really going on, yawned and rested his head on his hand which was supported by his elbow resting on the arm of the sofa. So, with the exception of the nine-year old and maybe the 'extreme' guardian, the other four were trying to win over the voice in their head that kept on chanting 'Look further down!'.

Unfortunately at that moment, Tsuna went down on all fours and stuck his right hand in a small compartment as his mouth curved into a small pout. Much worse for them, Tsuna had decided to wear a pair of beige shorts - note they are short shorts, not quarter-length shorts - and a simple white shirt with a small orange pattern on the front.

"Ah, found it!" the brunet shouted out rather gleefully, making the four rip their eyes away from his ass.

Walking over back to the group, he pulled out a bottle of disinfectant, a cotton swab and a small beige-coloured bandage from the rectangular white tin box with a large red cross at the front.

Moments later after the first aid kit was stored away again, Tsuna suddenly remembered what Reborn had told him a few days before his graduation.

'Due to your status as an infamous mafia boss, you'll be attending a special university in Italy by yourself. But even though it's a private one, it's still open to the public who can afford the costs, so the waiting period extends for at least a year. If you're lucky enough, a few months at the least.'

'So everyone else will be attending university here as normal?'

'Yeah.'

It somewhat saddened him to the fact that he would be studying alone, but it wasn't like him to be so pessimistic. Well, at least now he wasn't. People change. He was no exception. His guardians of course, were also listening, so they were fully informed about such matters.

"I think it's best if you leave the housework to me," said Tsuna, smiling. "I wouldn't want anyone to fall behind in their work or studies because of it."

Hayato was the first to reply, as usual. "B-but tenth, we can't possibly let you handle all of the tiring work just for our sake!"

"Yeah. We should just take turns." Takeshi suggested.

Tsuna put a finger to his chin in a thinking manner, "Then, only when you're absolutely free of work!" he paused before letting on a huge smile and clasping his hands much like his mother, "I'll get started on dinner, you guys can go rest or take a bath first."

With that said, everyone with the exception of Tsuna retreated back to their new rooms' to unpack and such.

Earlier in the morning at the appointed time, everyone had gathered out in front of Tsuna's house with their luggage. As Reborn came out sitting on Tsuna's head, he explained all the details and lead them to the house, which was then explored, rooms assigned to and such. There were three floors. The first floor was basically the kitchen, lounge room, bathroom, laundry, sun room. The second and third floors were identical with four rooms and one bathroom on each. After a whole hour of arguing (well, mostly you know which two or three), Hayato, Takeshi, Lambo and Ryohei were on the second floor, and much to Tsuna's dismay, he was stuck on the third floor with the perverted Mukuro and scary Hibari-san. There was an extra room left, but he just assumed it was a guest room.

"Come to think of it, I haven't asked anyone what they want to eat." said Tsuna, as he tied the ribbon at the back of his apron. Slightly pouting at the girlish apron his mother had supplied him with, he walked upstairs and knocked on each door, asking the same question each time.

"What do you want for dinner?" he asked, with a cute smile and his head tilted to the side.

The frilly pink apron made it no better.

~=w=~

For about a week or so, everything was falling into routine.

Tsuna would wake up earlier than anyone else (of course, using an alarm clock) and prepared for a new day at a decent pace and silent level, so that the other housemates could have their precious sleep. Or so they called it. Much to his surprise however, Hibari was always the first to wake up before anyone, at around five-thirty in the morning.

Being the worry-wart he was, Tsuna had mustered up some courage to wake up at a time similar to the man and provide him with a light meal as breakfast and usually some tea or coffee before he headed out. Hibari had no complaints or compliments, but that didn't bother Tsuna. Not at all.

"Thank you for the meal." the raven-haired man mumbled quietly under his breath, as he stood from the dining table. Passing the plate to the brunet who was standing at the sink with soapy hands.

"Have a good day, Hibari-san!" Tsuna would usually say, or something similar to that once he saw the man's back turned to him. Hibari was never the type of person to inform anyone on his departure or arrival. Okay, maybe just Kusakabe. Tsuna was starting to become another exception.

"Oh, please try and make eating at home a habit. Eating out all the time isn't very healthy!"

"Hn."

After the raven haired man left, Tsuna was left to prepare breakfast for the other five who would wake up very soon to get ready for university, or school in Lambo's case.

"Ah, Good morning sleep-heads!" said the brunet, greeting the five men who stumbled into the kitchen groggily.

Each replied with a lousy greeting and dug into the delicious meal, as they talked with each other. Tsuna usually ate with them, since eating with Hibari would be too early. Once the five left the house in a rush (which happened every morning), Tsuna was left to clean up and resume with the daily house chores, such as doing the laundry, cleaning and organizing his room along with everyone else's.

Usually on a daily basis, Tsuna would only have three hours to himself and for his own personal leisure activities. Not that he minded though - three hours was more than enough time. During the three hours, he would always debate on what to do, but conveniently enough for him, Reborn usually dropped by for a cup of tea and a little chat with his beloved student.

"Reborn, how much longer do we have to remain like this?" asked Tsuna, suddenly finding himself curious again on the topic of missions.

The infant smirked, "Why, are you tired of living like your mama already?"

"N-no!" the brunet replied instantly, shaking his head furiously to support his reply. "I actually...quite like the way things are going at the moment. I wish everyday from now on could be so peaceful."

"Peace is rare in our world, Tsuna. Don't get used to it." said the infant, sipping his tea.

"I know, I've already grown accustomed to this mafia life." said Tsuna, putting the small tea cup back onto its' small plate. "It's funny how, just a few years ago, I was complaining about how I would never become a mafia boss even if it killed me...Heh, look at me now." he managed a small chuckle to himself, catching his tutor's amused glint in those beady round eyes of his.

"You do realise how much a person can change in just two years or so, right?" said Reborn, finishing the last drop of his tea.

The brunet smiled softly, "So have you, Reborn."

Saying that lead to chat on a topic that came up very often. The topic of comparing how much the other person had changed. Reborn and Tsuna could go on for hours, heck, they even kept on arguing when Gokudera and the rest came back one day, but stopped when Reborn threatened him, saying that he was tired from 'talking to an idiot' and was growing hungry.

Reborn would stay for dinner, but he never stayed the night. God knows why, Tsuna didn't really mind. Or rather, he didn't care for another fact. Sleeping peacefully without his demonic tutor was one thing. Waking up to a calm and quiet morning without a bazooka or gun pointed at his face was another.

~+w+~

The next morning was a weekend - Sunday - which meant Tsuna could spend the whole day with his guardians. Or so he thought.

Hibari was at work 24/7, so it really didn't surprise him if the man didn't come home for the night or if he wasn't home at all. He simply supported the man with meals if he was home and simple supportive words. Gokudera and Takeshi (as they were in the same class for uni) had to go out to buy some supplies for studying. Ryohei had gone out earlier to the local gymnasium like he usually did, but had yet to return home. Lambo was at Nana's house doing a group assignment with I-pin and another classmate. Thus, this left the brunet and the pineapple-haired illusionist alone. With no-one but innocent little Tsuna and big bad wolf, Mukuro. Yes, Alone. Together without any other presence besides the two.

"Ne, Tsunayoshi-kun..." Mukuro purred, smiling slyly as he slowly crept towards the brunet who sat at the very end of the long sofa. "Why is it that you are always so cautious around me?"

Tsuna didn't respond. Not that he didn't want to, rather, he didn't know what to say. He only kept creeping back further towards the edge.

"Quivering like a frightened little rabbit," the man continued on, "If you are so scared of such a person as I, why did you bother setting me free in the first place? You know I can just go around and cause a bloody massacre once again."

"Mukuro!" Tsuna suddenly snapped, sitting up straight which slightly shocked the other. "I told you to stop saying such things!"

The illusionist mused whether he should reply, but Tsuna cut his thoughts off. He didn't really mind anyway - Tsuna was an amusing person. Almost like a girl with his mood swings.

"Y-you know what you're saying isn't true...I released you from that horrible place because you're one of my precious guardians. I don't and will never regret that decision. Also...I-I'm not afraid of you either! " the brunet blurted out, averting his gaze to his feet. He mumbled something under his breath afterward that didn't go unnoticed by the other man.

"Oh?" said Mukuro, grinning slyly as he leaned in further, "Do you want to reaffirm that?"

Tsuna's eyes widened, "Mmph-!" as his lips were sealed from further mumbling complaints. Fretting desperately, the brunet tried to push Mukuro off by pushing his chest, but of course, there was no avail.

Once again, Mukuro felt that twisted 'happiness' rise within him. Though he foresaw their momentary time of peace together about to be interrupted soon, he pulled the brunet closer towards him despite his whimpering protests.

"M-Mu-Mukuro...w-what are you d-doing?" said Tsuna, questioning the man with a horrified look as he tried to push the man off of him as he successfully pulled their lips apart.

The said man simply smirked, replaying his one-sided feelings towards the brunet through his mind. Over and over. It was a known fact that Mukuro loved to pick on Tsuna. The dense ones just thought he had something against the poor boy, but the others...well, they knew better. However, due to their lack of information on his true intentions, Mukuro decided to keep it low and let them figure out his intention on their own. But at that point, it would already be too late.

Looking down at Tsuna, the brunet's eyes were still slightly widened and his parted pink lips were being covered by his right hand, which was slightly trembling. How vulnerable his little rabbit of a boss looked at the moment. It just made him want to take it easy and gentle towards the boy - so that he wouldn't shatter or break down.

But, screw that. He could feel the limit of his patience tick like a bomb without a fuse.

Without warning, the illusionist grabbed the front of Tsuna's light orange hooded-shirt roughly and pulled him forward using his left hand, making their lips crash together once again. As he did that, his right hand quickly slipped underneath the others' shirt, tweaking a nipple softly. Tsuna's eyes widened further at the feeling of a cold hand touching with his skin, but knew he couldn't do anything about it. Letting out an unintentional moan, Mukuro took this chance to slip his tongue into the warm, wet cavern. He explored every part of the brunet's sweet mouth, which tasted like breakfast. Waffles and maple syrup with strawberries on top. Yum. Savoring the sweet taste of the brunet he could never get enough of, he parted away and let out an unintentional deep growl when he heard a nuisance running towards the doorsteps.

"That was an extreme training session!" shouted the said man, crashing through the front door with an empty water bottle in hand and a sweat-soaked towel around his neck.

Not noticing how close the two on the sofa were, he flashed them his usual 'motivational' grin.

"You should come training with me, Sawada!" the boxer suggested, walking up the staircase. "Oh Mukuro, your extreme friends were waiting outside the ice-cream parlor." he added in, as they heard the boxer's loud humming disappear into his room.

"I'll take note of that, thank you." Mukuro mumbled sarcastically in return, focusing his attention back on Tsuna who had moved all the way across the room.

Sighing, he stood up and grabbed his trident which was resting against the side of the sofa. "Rest assured, you won't have to worry about my ill intentions for the moment."

Confused, Tsuna titled his head to the side, letting out a small "Huh?"

"As long as that man is intending to return, my actions shall be restrained. Of course, at least not when he's around. I have no intention of making him trigger his aggressive mode." with that said, Mukuro headed out of the lounge room.

A perplexed Tsuna leaned against the wall, suddenly snapping back into reality when he heard the soft click of the front door.

"A-ah, Mukuro!" he called out, running to the door before opening it, "Make sure to come back for dinner!"

The illusionist turned around with a light smirk, which Tsuna supposedly assumed was a smile. "Of course, Tsunayoshi-kun. I'm only going to check on those two and my beloved Nagi." he turned around, before disappearing into a thin smoke of purple mist.

Tsuna sighed helplessly. "Even though Reborn told us not to use our powers...this is just hopeless."

Deciding to get a glass of water from the kitchen, he turned around and closed the door. Locking it in the process.

Just as he was about to bring the rim of the glass to his lips, his mind slowly hit realisation and he dropped the expensive cup, which shattered when it hit the cold tiles below.

"T-That was my first kiss..M-Mukuro stole my first kiss!"

=o=;

That night, Tsuna began making preparations for dinner with a visible scowl spread across beautiful face.

The others didn't have to ask why.

Tsuna was walking about in the kitchen, making dinner as he mumbled incoherent mumbles under his breath from time to time. Though they didn't know why, Mukuro would usually come downstairs and stroll into the kitchen, before looming over Tsuna and seemingly whisper something to him, that got the brunet all riled up.

Watching from the lounge room as Mukuro went back upstairs, Gokudera, Yamamoto, Lambo, Ryohei and Reborn watched with slight amusement.

"That bastard better not have done anything to Juudaime..." said the silver-haired teen, glaring at Mukuro's retreating back and softening his gaze as he changed his gaze towards Tsuna.

"Haha, who knows?" laughed Takeshi, changing the channel displayed on the TV.

"Knowing him, he probably did. After all, Tsuna-nii isn't the type to get angry so often." Lambo added in, yawning as he slouched further into the sofa lazily.

Hayato grumbled something under his breath, before averting his attention back to the TV, which he grumbled again when he saw it was a baseball match between Japan and their neighbouring country, Korea.

"Baseball freak."

Meanwhile, Tsuna was stirring the stew, trying to think of something other than his first kiss being stolen by a certain perverted illusionist. Turning off the gas, he leaned back slightly and took a peek into the living room, smiling at his guardians who were spending time with each other whilst watching TV. He liked it that way. It was peaceful.

"Ah- Lambo! Sit up properly!" said Tsuna, almost in a motherly, scolding tone. "You'll grow up to have a bad posture."

"Yes, mother." replied Lambo, sarcastically.

Hayato spun his head towards Lambo and gave him a soft knock on the head. "Don't call Juudaime such an inappropriate name!"

"It's true though," the nine-year old grumbled in return, looking towards Tsuna's back. "Tsuna-nii seems more like a mother than a brother or boss for the fact."

"Extremely true!"Ryohei added in, randomly joining the conversation.

Takeshi laughed, leaning back into the sofa. "He almost seems like a housewife."

"Y-you! Don't say such things about Juudaime, he's a respectable boss and friend!" Hayato argued back, trying to keep up his line of defense.

"I - we know that, Hayato. But it's true, Tsuna does seem like a housewife at the most!"

"Stupid idiots," mumbled Hayato in reply, "-and don't call me that!"

"Aw, why not? You can call me Takeshi!"

"Shut up!"

A few minutes later, Tsuna emerged from the kitchen with a smile and dinner was served.

The dinner table was lively as usual, and everyone was enjoying themselves. Although Tsuna was a rather slow eater, he surprisingly finished dinner faster than anyone else and quickly excused himself.

"Already done eating?" Takeshi asked, after chewing his food down.

"Yeah, I think I'm gonna head up first. I'm kinda tired." he replied, giving a quick reassuring smile before putting his dishes away and going up. "You can leave the dishes in the sink. I'll do it tomorrow morning."

"Oh, Tsuna-nii, could you wake me up at around seven? My alarm broke and I have cleaning duty with I-pin tomorrow." said Lambo, resuming to eat like pig.

"Sure thing. Anyone else's alarm broken?" Tsuna joked, chuckling slightly. When everyone else replied with a simple no, he left with a 'Goodnight everyone!'

"Goodnight, Tsunayoshi-kun."

Tsuna shuddered, ignoring and brushing off Mukuro who leaned over his shoulder.

"Goodnight Mukuro." he murmured, slightly running up the stairs and towards the bathroom.

"Kufufu." Mukuro mused to himself, watching the brunet run from his touch. "I've really gone and done it now."

oAo;

As the brunet finished washing up, he placed the fluffy white towel around his neck and walked towards his room, yawning.

"Better set the alarm..." he mumbled to himself, sitting on his bed as he picked up his alarm clock and set the time to 6:45am.

Standing up so he could turn off the light which the switch was positioned next to the door, he stopped when he felt a presence lurking outside his window. Sharpening his gaze, he slightly narrowed his eyes to the darkness outside the window which was above his desk left to his bed. Suddenly, the window opened with the slight slamming of glass.

"Reborn?"

"Ciaossu, Tsuna." the infant greeted, smirking as he hopped down from the table and onto the comfort of Tsuna's bed. "Looks like I still have to train you if you can't notice my presence right away."

The brunet chuckled nervously as he sat down onto the bed next to his tutor.

"I'm staying the night." Reborn informed, already changed into his pink pajamas's in a split second.

"Why?"

"Because I said so. Now shut up and go to sleep."

A moments of silence followed, before Tsuna finally decided to say what was on his mind. Reborn had already noticed, and was sitting up again, staring at his student intently.

"Ne, Reborn..." Tsuna started, his eyes gazing at his feet on the floor as a slight solemn look replaced his usual carefree, cute smile. Turning to his tutor, he had a slight expression of guilt and confusion.

The shadow casted against Reborn's eyes deepened. He did not like the look on his students face, and he did certainly did not like where he thought this was inevitably leading to.

"...am I..."

Downstairs, Hibari slipped out of his shoes and walked upstairs, not bothering with any of the other herbivores. He just wanted to sleep in the peace of his room. Stupid work. Sighing as he ran a hand through his already messy hair, he suddenly stopped when he heard that herbivore's voice.

"Ne, Reborn...am I-"

What came next, made Hibari wonder if he should stay and eavesdrop on the herbivore and supposedly the infant to the end of their conversation, or just pass this rare chance on a certain topic he never thought this particular herbivore would talk about.

Choosing the first option, he leaned against the wall next to door, having a good sense of hearing.

Well, this was certainly the most amusing thing he had come across today.

Continued in chapter 3;

A/N: Since I updated late, I made up for it with a long chapter. Just to note, the chapter length will be random and different every time, but this is considered long. Don't worry, I always write more than 3k words for every chapter of any story, including this. (Maybe not the first chapters though!) Anyway, I apologise if it was a tad bit boring. Things actually start from the next chapter. Please tell me your thoughts on this chapter! Ciao, my beloved readers!